Rivals

"Good morning, oppa." I smiled brightly at the sleepy figure that trudged out of the room, whilst I fired the blender in the kitchen.

"Soojung..." my older brother reaches in for a sibling hug, leaning his body onto my back for support. I struggled a little under his weight as he nuzzled his face on my head.

"Yoongi, you're smelly" I stuck out my tongue at him after I finished with the blender. He frowns slightly at my remark, but cherishes me too much to make a comeback like he usually does to others.

It would probably be a shocker to those around him that the cold and distant Min Yoongi - is protective over his little sister.

"Soojung, do you have time later?" Yoongi plops himself on the couch, staring blankly into space. I glanced over at his appearance, and snickered at the sight of his tousled bed hair and loosened buttons.

"I did the chores yesterday, so I have alot of free time," I responded, pouring the juice from the blender into a cup. "Why do you ask?"

"I'm going to meet my friends. You should come along and make bad life decisions with me." He quoted casually, lying down in a comfortable position while scrolling through his phone.

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"Is Yoongi hyung coming soon?" I peeked over at the lounge, where the rest of them were bickering about the difference between a peck and a kiss.

"He's coming over in a minute!" Taehyung calls over in a giggly voice as Jimin begun to tickle him on the floor.

my bed, proceeding to

questionably as Namjoon blasted porn on my flatscreen tv, the younger ones giggling at the scenes while

and the entire building. I made up my mind to start Overwatch, in attempts to ignore the noises polluting my

over the commotion. It must be Yoongi hyung.

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on the device. While the tune sounded as he did, it was impossible

wash my eyes in holy water and perhaps enlighten myself for the

scenes of body parts I didn't want to witness. As any other normal virgin would do, I closed my eyes tightly in fear of being

a familiar voice yelling to the direction of

a bare chest pressed against my face, and an arm around my neck. I noticed a

name with a soft voice, burying my head further into his chest in a protective stance, and preventing me from seeing whatever

can open your eyes now."

my torso. It was a sight much more pleasurable

shirtless, the locks of his damp hair stuck onto his forehead. My vision then travelled down to his neck where a towel hung loosely, and further down where his chiseled abdomen was flawlessly displayed in full view altogether with a pair

presence here. Or more like, his strikingly attractive appearance that makes me want to

my brother, standing near a couch with a bunch of boys crowded on it. It was hard not to scream when I recognised one of them being Park Jimin.

slim jaw was prominent against the clothing, accompanied by a half opened

by the side. My ears flushed a scarlet red when I scanned some familiar faces amongst them, aside from

"Wait...what?" Jungkook stared in shock at my side profile, observing me closely. His grip around me loosened as realization hit him like a truck.